Stratholme God

Chapter 393 Azu, your design is broken (4 more)
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The true God of War of the Alliance: Jump from ten floors without any props, stand firmly on the ground, hold an artifact in your hand and rage thousands of troops, dare to face the super boss!

False Alliance God of War: Wait for the flying dragon to stop, and then slowly walk down with full force. With the title of commander-in-chief, he does all the shitty things of blowing up people's hometown. If he doesn't have skills, his actual combat power is about 5 points. The swordsmanship has just passed the novice stage.

Mograine roared loudly, golden light bursting out of his body like the rising sun, and that radiant aura overwhelmed Lao Taizi, the spokesman of the Lich King, at this moment.

The cold air of [Frostmourne] couldn't enter the ten-meter radius of him at all, and it was instantly eliminated by the golden holy light.

"Hehe! After today, you can continue to call me Your Majesty." Terenas said confidently.

"Sorry! Forgive me! Sinful king! Go to the hell you deserve—" Mograine leaned forward, and the big sword slashed straight without any fancy, bringing out a sword that was more than a hundred years long. Mi's holy light shock wave.

Unless you can teleport, there is no room for dodge at all.

[Ashbringer] is an unreasonable large-scale splash attack, at least the death knight will not want to run away.

"when!"

The violent clash of the two artifacts, the clanging and explosive sound almost shattered the eardrums of others.

The collision of the two forces of the sacred and the dark caused flying sand and rocks.

A huge crater appeared at the feet of the two, and this place looked like it had just been bombarded by a 380mm cannon.

The confrontation between the two forces is too exaggerated. The weaker strongman is not even qualified to watch the two sides fighting. At most, he can only see two blurred figures in the turbulent flow of two colors, one gold and one white. Stop shaking.

It is not difficult for someone with a little vision to see that Mograine has already overwhelmed Terenas, who was damaged twice in battle.

Having an advantage, obviously, isn't enough to win.

Because [Frostmourne] is a bug sword, it can continue to absorb the power of death within a few kilometers for its own use during the battle. This kind of cheating style of play can help Lao Taizi last for a long time.

At the same time as Mograine was facing Terenas, the powerhouses of the alliance descended from the air one after another roaring, each of them found their opponent and fought each other.

Krasus vs Antonidas!
Khadgar vs Kel'Thuzad!
Ronin vs Sun King!
Modera's two Kirin Tor councilors confronted two Silvermoon councilors.

Belovar and other four councilors were hunted down by Onyxia.

The battle of the legal system can be regarded as a model of light pollution, which can easily cause epileptic symptoms-various elements are aggregated into various shapes and poured on the opponent's head and face.

Messy spells resounded in the void, making it noisier than the vegetable market.

[Flash] lights kept flickering in the sky.The chaotic elemental turbulence tests the elemental cohesion and control of each mage.If you are not careful, you will be affected by the nearby battlefield and fall into a passive state.

The alliance side clearly had the upper hand: after all, the Grand Liches had just finished a battle with the Sun King, Kaizi and other Mages, and suffered the explosion of the Sunwell, and none of the Grand Liches had more than one-third of their mana.

If it is said that the battle between the gods is very like fighting with gods, then the melee battle is also not something that normal humans can mix.

Uther [-]v[-], crushing the Dreadlord Tichondrius and Malganis crazily.

Have you ever seen a warhammer the size of a water tank, condensed purely with holy light?If you haven't seen it, you have to see it.

Uther was chasing after the two dread demon kings like a steamroller. No matter what kind of swarm storm or blood-sucking halo, the old black would not eat anything, and attacked under the shadow of the demon king.You need at least one hand if you hit the hammer.

Saidan Dathrohan and Tirion Fordring took on Anub'arak's two big beetle bosses respectively, probably at a [-]-[-] split.Anyway, seeing that every step they take, the ground cracks like a spider web, and they know that this is a duel between big muscle bullies.

Alleria vs. the Dreadlord Varimathras, and Queen Xi vs. Marduk without the black sword. Their battles are relatively more skill-based.

It is not easy to get hit, but the relatively weak body means that once hit, it is often finished.

In addition, there are a few feared demon kings who are one level behind, such as the demon king Bain Holle and Beserys, but they are resisted by strong men such as Vereesa, Lor'themar, Valeera, and Seriek. .

You come and go, you have all kinds of weapons, and the fight is very lively.

Suddenly, it was discovered that after all the strong men fought each other, there was still a solitary group left on the battlefield.

Looking at the 'loyal and courageous' Darkan Delasil with an evil smile, Liadrin's forehead was sweating: "My lord, if you are not sure, you can let me go."

Liadrin stood in a large format with a stance: a hammer in her left hand, and a writing sword in her right hand, an elf-type blade that reads as a knife. No matter how you look at it, she has the aura of the leader of the blood knight in the future.

Protected by an existence that is theoretically a priest, McDonald's face was a little embarrassed.

Tell me, your butt is too big, blocking (absorbing) (leading) my sight.

"Hehehe! The majestic Stratholme War God actually wants to hide in a woman's skirt? It's useless, no matter how you hide, you will still kneel under the great Lich Throne."

"Pfft!" McDonnell burst into laughter: "The Lich King? Are you calling Ner'zhul an idiot? Seriously, I wouldn't kneel down to Ner'zhul even if I kneel down to Terenas."

"What? You know, no, you actually dare to call the Lich King by his first name!?" Dar'Khan was shocked, and finally slipped his tongue.

The corners of McDonnell's mouth rose wildly: "That idiot Ner'zhul, when he came to Azeroth to steal things, I even gave him a 'big gift'... Hehehe!"

With a smirk, someone Mai lightly pressed Liadrin's elastic shoulder muscles and pulled her away.

Thousands of miles away, inside the crystal clear crystal skull, the soul of a so-called king who had been abused, finally remembered the fear of being dominated by the sand sculpture of the trident on this day.

When the long memory broke through the seal and flooded into Ner'zhul's mind frantically, all the undead in the audience suddenly felt a burst of trepidation from their 'supreme master'.

That being who dominates the undead and stands at the top of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, is actually afraid of this young man in his early 20s?
Every undead powerhouse would like to deny this feeling, but the spiritual energy that the Lich King inadvertently transmitted because of extreme fear, is also mixed with some image fragments, that is... the trident sand sculptures took turns, torturing this An embarrassing clip of Azu who is not yet the Lich King.

well!It's all tears.

Sexy Azu, shame online!
The drawbacks of the Lich King's tree structure dominating the minds of his subordinates are revealed here. Whenever he is a little mentally unstable or fearful, the 'invincible' Lich King's character set will collapse!

(End of this chapter)